Chapter 298: Old Tree Six
There is a theory that death is an essential part of life, and there is no discussion of its truth or falsity, or how to prove this proposition, but when taken literally, the meaning of comfort is already too obvious. However, it is irrefutable that the phenomenon of death can indeed greatly touch the living, such as Mr. Link at this time.
In such a poor world of medical and health conditions, death is a fairly common thing, but most cases are limited to hearsay. For example, on the way to the workshop, or between rest and after-dinner chats, everyone talks about the loss of a friend in East Lane, or the death of a relative in West Street, everyone takes the opportunity to sigh, and forget it.
But to torture a living sturdy man to death in one afternoon, the impact of which is certainly not comparable to the above kind of 'death'.
Randomly kidnapped is a two-ring fire magician named Brent, thirty-two years old and unmarried, who is considered a peripheral member of Coppola's gang and is responsible for heating the kiln in the cement factory. At first, he was very tough, and accurately guessed that this was revenge and intimidation, such as 'release people at this time or spare your life', 'my boss is ruthless, you can't afford to provoke it' and so on.
However, under the 'rectification' of the black fingers who were eager to show their own value, they quickly revealed their true colors, saying that they were all grandfathers, and they could ask whatever they wanted, and they must not hide it. The specific details in the process are not bloody and violent, the main tools are just fists and knives, after all, Black Finger is just an ordinary gangster who has never had the opportunity to touch iron in his life.
However, it is worth mentioning that after discovering that Blackfinger was an ordinary person, the second-ring captive once tried to kill him instantly with magical power, but unfortunately he was countered by Mr. Link, who was staring at the 'observation and learning', which was probably the last straw that crushed his psychological defense.
The target succumbed and didn't know that he had almost returned to the West, and Blackfinger smirked and stepped aside, while Mr. Link and the Green Masked Imp were interrogated with each other, but the gains were limited, and in the end, with Blackfinger's careful inspiration, he finally asked all the information that the creature knew about Coppola and the gang he had founded.
However, the periphery members are periphery members after all, and they only know a little more information than the information circulating on the streets, and the extra part is just a story about the gang that aims to improve cohesion. If it is accepted, I am afraid that it will lead to the conclusion that Coppola has been promoted to the 18th ring.
Leaving Brent, who was in a half-unconscious state, the three of them discussed the target of capture, and at the suggestion of Blackfinger, they circled seven or eight alternative targets, and decided to wait for an opportunity to start after further observation to see how difficult the situation was. Then there was a discussion about what to do with Brent, and after a simple consensus on not letting him go, Blackfinger's experience was to be buried alive, and the other two both scoffed at such a non-magical approach.
"The content of the question is similar, you don't have to hide any other means, just use them, I have my own way to deal with the corpse after I get killed." ”
The black finger nodded and bowed, and as soon as he came up with two ways to press the bottom of the box, Brent's miserable howl and invective soon stopped abruptly, and he swallowed his breath. Mr. Link just waved his hand, and the corpse broke down into a large pile of black mud along with the hemp rope and wooden chairs, frowning, not satisfied with the result. Then the spell is cast again, and the black mud with carbon black and water as the main components is further burned and reacted, and the water is evaporated by the way, so that a person can completely return to nature without leaving the slightest trace.
The green masked imp and the black finger looked at each other, both of them shuddered, and no matter what psychological weakness the seven-ring fire magician had, this killing ability was unambiguous.
Then Mr. Link drove the two out, closed the door of the room, and opened it again after hearing their footsteps go away, and then walked quickly to the window, and pulled all the half-open windows to the maximum, and then became a little more comfortable, and began to look up at the blue sky and think about life. Materially speaking, the human body is nothing more than a combination of several major elements and other trace elements, which he had just confirmed again when he was dealing with corpses, and by the way, confirmed the countdown to his death. Many of the intermediate products that appear in the process of corpse decomposition are spreading all over the blood organs of the body, which is a phenomenon that is not found in healthy human bodies such as black fingers.
But this youthful fantasy was destined to come to nothing, and by the time it was time for dinner, Mr. Link had only confirmed a sense of lack, yes, he realized that he must have been missing something in his life. From the discovery of his magical talent at an early age, he left the slum and received some elementary magical education in the mage's tower. At the age of fourteen, he entered the artisan quarter, worked two days a day, paid the tuition for the mage's tower, and began to pay the tuition for apprenticeship. In his forties, he finally had no debts and was light, but because of his appearance, he put out the idea of marrying a wife and having children, and just spent time in self-brewed magic addiction potions and wandering warblers, until the recession of the craftsman district last year, and he was introduced to Birdbeak Town.
But what's missing?
Until it was dark after dinner, and Mr. Link went to the street to observe secretly, Mr. Link was still thinking about this question, and in the comparison, he had a rough answer: relatives and friends, when they are alive and dead, no one cares from the bottom of their hearts.
"That's really ......," said Mr. Link, who did not know what adjectives to use.
"What are you talking about? Blackfinger turned his head and asked, and the green masked imp on the other side also tilted his head slightly, because of the specificity of the mask, it must be covered with a wide hood and lowered to avoid attracting superfluous gaze.
"What happens if you suddenly disappear for more than forty days?"
The smile on Blackfinger's face suddenly froze, and the horizontal flesh on his cheeks twitched, and he didn't know whether he didn't dare to make such an assumption or felt offended. But no matter what, when Mr. Link's eyes swept over, he tried to put on a smiling face and replied: "This, the villain is the leader of the gang in the slums, not to mention forty days, only ten days, the beepping cubs below are going to make a ruckus, and when I go back, he is just an outdated character, some can manage a few streets, and some are almost dead on the streets." ”
"Is anyone going to look for you around?"
"This ...... There will be two or three enemies, there will probably be only one brother, and there may or may not be a concubine. ”
"What about you? imp in the green mask. ”
"I'm sorry, but I can't disclose my information due to the precepts, so please forgive me. The green masked imp replied, after more than half a year of testing, he was already familiar with the bottom line of the precepts, and there was no obstacle to answering this question. Such an excuse is just trying to avoid this question in my heart. After all, he understood the meaning of Mr. Link's question better than Blackfinger, and he really didn't believe that anyone would go to great lengths to find him, even his favorite Luckfield.
"Then leave that question to our goal. ”
One night's observation did not make much progress, and the only thing that was found was that the members of Coppola's so-called 'Fellow Mutual Aid Association' were all acting in groups of three or five, and they were also paying attention to their surroundings as if they were facing a great enemy. Obviously, an enemy of a seven-ring fire magician is something that anyone must pay attention to, even if he can't explain everything to his subordinates, the necessary reminders are indispensable.
Returning to Principal Jiao Ming's building, Blackfinger went to rest by himself, while the Green Mask Imp led Mr. Link to the infirmary again, reducing the amount of green mist potion according to the contract, and enduring a slight withdrawal reaction while gaining a slightly longer life. The abstinence reaction is just a very novel concept put forward by Principal Jiao Ming, and everyone is limited to respecting it and the correctness of the past, and paying a little attention to it, it is inevitable that they will not think so, and the history of magic addiction potions for hundreds of years has never been wrong.
However, when Mr. Link's drug addiction really kicked in, everyone in the room was furious, and such a person who writhed all over his body and did not hesitate to harm himself and kept howling miserably was something that everyone had never seen before, and he was stunned for a while before opening the large box of cameras and the newly arrived recording equipment, and started to record. Several of the seven-ring fire magicians who were responsible for observing and protecting the others were even more busy and sweating profusely, and the surrounding fire magic medium was like the surface of a small pool where a madman was struggling, trying to calm down while being careful not to injure Mr. Link, the experimental specimen.
After tossing about half an hourglass time, a strong magic warrior stepped forward and poured a small half bottle of green mist potion into Mr. Link, who was lying in the vomit like a green worm, and then looked at the torn new clothes with some distress, and regretted it.
......
In the next few days, Mr. Link suffered a great crime, and as soon as it was dark, he and his two assistants went out in disguise to observe the movements of the mutual aid association, and then came back to be observed for withdrawal reactions, and after tossing for most of the night, he ate some porridge and vegetables to sleep, and during the day he mixed the green mist potion and made up for sleep a little.
Such a violent withdrawal reaction really shocked some people, and soon Mr. Link had two patients, one was the son of the seven-ring fire magician who was responsible for calming the fluctuations of the fire-based magic medium, and the other was introduced by the green mask imp, a young man with the second ring of qi, I heard that he was the eldest brother of the imp.
At the same time, the green mist potion puree accumulated by the mutual aid association was finally exhausted, and a small dispute broke out between the bar and restaurant, and the three of them took the opportunity to unknowingly cover a middle-level leader with a sack. And when the headlights of the interrogation room came on and Mr. Link showed up, the goods were shocked.
"You know me? Unfortunately, I don't know you. Then as a greeting gift, I will accept your arm. Mr. Link said as he raised his hand, turning his target's right hand into ashes.
The green-masked imp waited for the other party's howl to cease for a while, and then stepped forward to heal a charred black wound to prevent him from dying during the torture. And the black finger was not to be outdone, first using the power of the ashes of his arm to scare a few words, and then asked questions while moving his hands and feet on the nails of the other hand.
The captured goods are not hard bones, and they happily confessed. At the beginning, an acquaintance accidentally drank the green mist potion and became addicted, which attracted Coppola's attention, and this thing was once responsible for tracking Link, but because of the suspicion caused by the crude methods, he was reprimanded by Coppola, and the tracking work was replaced by another leader.
Next, there are also questions about the internal personnel situation and many secrets of the gang, which makes the black finger who has no chance to perform scratch his ears and cheeks.
"This has come to this, and I don't have the luxury of surviving, but I just ask you to give me a good time. ”
"The last two questions, where is my little steel cannon?"
"Rewarded to the guy who made the diluent. ”
"If you suddenly disappear, is there anyone who is worried and will try to find you?"
The little boss was confused by this question, which was far from this case, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "No!"
"He's lying!" said Blackfinger suddenly, his expression like a large dog holding a frisbee, waiting for his master's reward.
Mr. Link pondered for a moment and nodded: "This kind of question is really suspicious, and it is normal for you to choose to conceal it, so I'll change the way." If you answer truthfully, the grievances between you and me are limited to you and me, and will not involve others. On the other hand, if there is any concealment, after I find out, I will inevitably kill the person you want to protect. ”
The little leader lowered his head slightly, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.
"Bet once, before we lose patience. The Green Mask imp urged coldly.
"If the villain suddenly disappears and there is no news, a pair of children of the villain may spend energy searching for it. However, they are only students of the attached high school, so please look at the teacher-student relationship and raise your noble hand. "Now that the little boss has stalked Mr. Link, he must know what he does.
"I'm not going to trouble them, you can die without worry. Mr. Link waved his hand, turning the little leader into hot ashes.
After a few more days, as the number of observations of withdrawal became more and more and more experienced, the magnitude of the reduction of the drug remained the same, but the pain was much lower due to the timing of the administration. At the same time, the blended version of the green mist medicine on the street began to run out of stock, and many people experienced a slight withdrawal reaction. The addict went to the store to make trouble, and the store naturally found Coppola to make trouble, and the three of them started again, caught another little boss who seemed to be a soft egg, and after some torture, they corroborated each other with the previous confession, and almost confirmed the list of middle and upper echelons of the mutual aid association and the number of rings.
And when the little leader was asked the last question, he was stunned for a long time, but he cried loudly, saying that only his deceased mother would do this, because when he was a teenager, he was found by his mother when he got lost in the mountains.
Blackfingers pursed their lips with a look of contempt. The Green Mask imp thought of his mother and felt a hint of envy. Mr. Link nodded, satisfied with the answer, and in his memory, the image of the mother, which had long been blurred, suddenly became clear, wiped the corners of his eyes, and brought up a hot black ash when he lowered his arm.
"With so much intelligence gathering, do you want to take the next step?"
Black Finger hurriedly replied: "The plan has been thought of a long time ago, adults and listen to the little ones......"
There are more than 20 people in the middle and upper echelons of the mutual aid association, and the highest combat power is only two six rings, but the problem is that they can be caught in one net, otherwise they will be hidden, and Mr. Link, who is not dying, will not have time to play a game of cat and mouse. Therefore, the core of the Black Finger plan is how to attract these people together, and at this time when a large-scale withdrawal reaction appears, a magic addiction potion that can replace the green mist potion is undoubtedly the best bait.
“...... As for this substitute, it's also simple, just use your puree to mix some messy impurities, which can temporarily bluff people. ”